Shake it up baby


Twist and doubt

Guy 1: I've got giant testicles
Guy 2: You don't say?
Guy 1: That's right. They're enormous!
Guy 2: They don't look that big.
Guy 1: These are custom-made "Magical Pantalones"
Guy 2: Actually, you're not wearing pants.
Guy 1: That's right. I'm wearing "Magical Pantalones"

Long hours and short days can certainly describe the past couple of weeks I've had. I can't really say that's a bad thing. I can't remember what it's like to be bored. I can't believe it's not butter.

I'm slowly assembling my entire workforce (me) to promote the You Don't Know Me album. I've been waiting to really push it until the new CD became available on Apple's iTunes Music Store. Somehow the album doesn't feel truly released until it shows up there. I've been informed that it should be popping up on iTunes within the next month or so.

I've been trying to come up with unique ways to promote the album. I wonder how much it costs to get an ad space above the urinals at Applebee's? Maybe I could offer $25,000 for a Mac OS X virus? Perhaps I should hand our flyers at the mall...in the nude.

George has been getting really good at the bike riding thing lately. Over the last month or so I've been teaching him how to fall by smashing into his bike with a remote control car. It's kind of like bowling, but with remote control balls.



Nice photo, but actually he's desperately trying to choke me to death.

Posted: Tue - April 5, 2005 at 11:43 PM          


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